Rothan's voice grew hoarse.
The four subordinate Lords standing beside him also saw the warning.
One of them immediately stepped back.
"Rothan, you never said he had this many Rank SS troops."
"I didn't know either!"
"We have to withdraw."
Another Lord directly took out the subordinate contract, wanting to sever ties with Rothan.
"I surrender! I don't want to die here!"
Rothan turned and used his battle-sword to cut that person down before he could flee.
"No one is leaving!"
The three remaining Lords looked at the body on the ground, growing even more terrified in their hearts.
Noan led the Void Skeletons into the fortress.
One hundred units clad in Rank S equipment raised their shields at the front, while fifty units clad in Rank A equipment followed behind. The Armored Scorpions still alive that tried to stand in their way were all pierced by Void spears through the joints between their armor plates.
The Meteor Warriors continued shattering the Cavalry formation.
